You were engaged to Satoru. He loves you dearly, he even bought you a new shirt, with a matching shirt.

One day when you wanted to go to the mall Satoru suggested you two should wear the matching shirts—Only to find out it’s kinds embarrassing.

His shirt read; “I come in peace.” Yours read; “I’m peace.” You were slightly embarrassed.

“C’mon princess,” He pouted “nothing to be embarrassed about. You should be proud.” He huffed.